Thanks to all my reviewers! I love you guys!

Dozengirl- lol. Yeah, what can I say? I like sad stories! lol. Yeah, at least she's not bulimic. Thanks for the review!

Waterbug7- I'm very glad you like it! Thanks for the review!

Cupid's Bride- I wish he would go beat up this kid…hint hint. Yeah, Freddy is a bit full of himself, but we love him anyways! lol. Kevin's a year younger? I think he's either a year older, or two years older….no wait never mind. He's 3 years I'm pretty sure. Oooo I can't wait for that movie to come out! I'll be the first person in line! lol. Yup, Freddy might have some competition…..oh well! He's still hot! Sorry, there's only one Freddy Jones, and he's taken by Summer...or eventually will be. lol.

Unknown Rocker- Thanks! I'm glad you like it! No, I wasn't thinking of the Rolling Stones song. Thanks for the review!

Saynt Jimmy- Yes, she does need a health class, I agree. Oh well, she'll learn…eventually.

Okay everyone…let's get this story started!

Chapter Three

So I'm taking these pills for to fill up my soul
And I'm drinking them down with cheap alcohol
And you'd be inclined to be mine for the taking
And part of this terrible mess that I'm making
But you, you're the catalyst

"Catalyst" –Anna Nalick

"GET OUT YOU BITCH! IT'S YOUR ENTIRE FAULT SHE LEFT! YOU HEAR ME? ALL YOUR..." That was all Summer heard as she slammed the door on her father's face, as she did every morning. He was drunk, as he always was and she got used to it. She walked down the driveway and got into her car. She could see her father chugging down some more beer, but she didn't care. She put the car in reverse and drove away.

"Hey Tink." Freddy said as he got into the passenger seat of Summer's car. He saw the look on her face, and noticed a single tear roll down her face and he wiped it with his thumb. "Don't cry Tink. He doesn't know what he's saying. It's not your fault." He said.

More tears fell down her face as she cried, "What if it is?" She asked.

Freddy pulled her into a hug as she cried into his chest. "It's not Tink, it's not." He said assuringly. After a few minutes, she let go of him and dried her face and re-applied her make-up. "Ready?" she asked as she drove away to school.

"Morning guys." Freddy said as she sat down on the school steps, along with and and crew. Summer sat down nextto him, and her cell phone rang.

She groaned at the number that flashed before her. "Summer! Just dump him!" Katie excliamed.

Summer sighed, "If it was that easy, I would do it, but unfortunatly, it's not." she opened her phone, "Hey babe." she said and everyone groaned.

"Friday? Umm...I was going to go out with some friends...oh...okay then...well I dont think...oh, okay. No, no I'm fine. Okay, cya." She said and closed her phone.

"So, what does he want?" Zack asked.

Summer shook her head, "God! It isn't fair! Why is it that nothing ever goes my way?" she asked tears stinging her eyes.

Freddy put his arm around her and kissed her temple, "It's alright Tink." and then the bell rang. "Come on." he said and helped her up walking into school.

Summer looked at the clock...2:58...2:58 and 30 second...2:59 and 5 seconds...2:59 and 30 seconds...2:59 and 45 seconds...2:59 and 55 seconds...3:00! She ran out of her seat, eager for band practice.

The band drove over to Dewey's appartment. Ned moved out into a town house, alone. He never did get another girlfriend...but that didn't matter.

Summer ran up the steps and came face to face with Dewey's door. She took her key stuck it in the lock and went in. "Hello?" She called as she entered the appartment.

"Hey Tink. I was just setting up." Dewey said coming into view. "Alright boys and girls, let's get rocken!" He said as the band appeared behind Summer.

Summer stood at the microphone. This, was her sanctuary. Singing was her way of expressing everything. She wrote songs of sorrow, self pitty, hurt, anger. All her songs she worte, came straight from her heart and everyone loved them.

"Alright, let's start with Hungover." Dewey said and sat on teh couch. He was co-manager and quit playing with the band. He said he had gotten too old.

Summer slimed. Hungover was her favorite song, which she wrote. She wrote it while her Dad had one of those hissy fits he always has.

"1,2,1,2,3,4" Freddy counted and the beat started. Summer closed her eyes and let the music take over.

"Sitten at home on the couch wile you're out drinken,
You'll come home and throw sumthin at me-
And nothin can change-
The past-
You know that she left-
Im so hungover on your stupid mistake
On all you lies-" she stopped singing, her cell phone rang. "Sorry." she said and everyone stopped.

"Hello?" She said.

"GET HOME NOW!" Someone yelled from the other end of the phone, which everyone assumed was her dad.

"Uh...I got to go." she said, picked up her bag and ran out the door.

"WHERE WERE YOU!" Her dad screamed as she got inside.

"Band practice." She said timidly.

"YOU NEVER TOLD ME!" He yelled and made a move to hit her, which he did, in the arm.

"I...I told you...this morning." she said tears stinging her eyes.

He slapped her across the face and said, "You bitch, you are NEVER to go to theat band practice again!"

Summer let the tears roll freely, "NO!" She yelled. Without the band, without singing...she was nothing.

"Don't take that tone with me!" he said and shoved her into a wall and ounched her in the eye. Summer fell to the floor crying. "Get up." He demanded. Summer knew better than to not make him more mad, so she got up. He pulled her hair leading her into a closet, shoved her in and locket the door.

Summer cried and sat in the corner. She pulled out a pen and her notebook. She sighed and started writting another song for the band. About an hour later, she heard the lock on the door unlock. She pulled out her cell phone. "Freddy? It's Summer. Yeah, can I come over?"

"Summer, why do you take this? " Freddy asked.

Summer sighed. She was sitting on one of many couches in the Jones' home. Freddy handed her an ice pack for her eye and sat next to her. She thought about his question, "I try. But no matter what..."she trailed off and leaned into him. "I'm suposed to go out with Colby friday."

Freddy looked at her, "So, you going to stand him up?"

Summer laughed bitterly, "I can't. Well I can, but when I get home..."

"Want me to come and interupt? I mean, me and the band." He asked.

Summer smiled, "I wish. But no, I think I can stick it out."

Freddy looked at his watch, "So, you want to sleep here tonight?"

Ushally Summer would say no, and go home. But something told her to stay. "I'm too comfortable here." she said and smuggled against Freddy.

Freddy chuckled, "Okay then. But let's go upstairs." he said. Summer smiled and got up walking upstairs. "You want the guest room?" he asked.

She went into his drawers, grabbing some boxers and a t-shirt. "Yeah." she said. It would be weird sleeping with Freddy. Well, not sleeping...but you know. She made her way to his bathroom, changed washed her face and went into the oversized guest room. "Night Spazzy." she called.

"Night Tink." he called and sat on his bed. He stared at the celing and sighed. He liked Summer, alot. He looked at the picture on his nightstand. It was of him and Summer after they went on tour that summer before. He picked it up and analized it. She really was beautiful. He sighed. One day, he vowed himself, one day I'm going to get that bastered in jail, I'm going to beat up that Colby guy...and I'll get Summer. He smiled and slowly fell asleep.

Sorry I didnt update sooner. I was tired..I have cheerleadeing 4 days a week. And then we have an half an hour conditiong. Which is jumps after jumps after jumps. Tiring really...well hope you review!